I have a massive issue when it comes to foraging. Some would call it my gift. Others (like my berry-picking friends) would call it my curse. You see, deep in the incomprehensible double-helix thingy of my DNA structure, I have an unmistakable gene for hunting and gathering. I love it.
As Jerry Seinfeld says, buying fruit is a gamble—so are some art trips. In mid-July I headed to Providence, Rhode Island to take my art-philosophy Ph.D. orals. My husband, Dave, came along so he could eat tons of lobster and give me hugs. Happily, I passed – though going before academics is scary, even if you’ve studied hours and hours. Stay tuned as it’s going to be fun to report on my project: The Art of Winston Churchill. Read more
For Christmas this year, my adorable nieces in Fairbanks gave me the holiday death plague. Complete with hacking cough, sore throat, congestion...you get the idea. I feel like death warmed over. In my delirious, sick-y state I decided I needed to bake something. I know, I know. I'm a terrible baker. See the recipe.
Spoken Word is not a new art form, it is seen throughout history in the form of storytelling, oral history and song. Now Spoken Word is unraveling into an international movement, looking to promote the voices of the voiceless, focusing specifically on teens. Read more.
Waves of Change: Kodiak Stories of the 1964 Earthquake and Tsunami was a two-week long history and film course in which Kodiak youth researched the under-documented stories that relate to the 1964 earthquake and tsunami. Students conducted interviews with elders and scientists, engaged in archival and secondary source research, and shot, directed and edited their own films. Read more.
I'm a bit salmon obsessed of late, and for good reason. You see, after an extremely successful fishing trip in Valdez's Prince William Sound, I'm a bit salmon-heavy at my house. And frankly, that's putting it lightly. It comes down to this: if I don't eat all this salmon, I can't fit anything else in my freezer. See the recipe.
The Portrait Society of America held its annual conference in Atlanta and featured illustrator James Gurney. As a parent, I was familiar with his book Dinotopia but had never looked beyond the bedtime story scenario. I chose a Gurney break-out session and began to learn how approachable he was. Read more.
While some relax rafting or playing 18 holes of golf, I spent a portion of my summer on campus. When not writing essays for Town Square 49, or painting with acrylics, I attend low-residency PhD classes at The Institute for Doctoral Studies in the Visual Arts. This program allows students to absorb classical philosophy while never getting out of their pajamas. Read more.
There is something in your kitchen that you've been neglecting. Perhaps you received it as a wedding present. Or its been passed down to you from your grandmother's grandmother's grandmother. Or maybe you've been living without one all this time. The cast iron skillet. See the recipe.
It’s winter and I really needed to get out of my studio and find some color and yes, some texture. I love being a studio hermit but visiting with other artists is essential for continual artistic growth. Entering AK Starfish Co. is like skidding onto a painter’s palette. Read more.
I have been an outdoor sportsman all my life... archery, fly fishing, snow machine, dirt bike, jet ski, skiing, snow boarding, wake boarding to name a few. Now I find it hard to do any other sport, except flying paragliders, weather motor flying or free flying. I tell everyone the same thing...."You have not lived until you have flown" and I don't mean sitting in a plane, but rather being the plane. Click for more.